Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-05-17


which she was lust rounding SYM
metricallv in the palm OF her hands.
Good gracious, Fanny you've CIV
en- me u turn. When did she aie!
and how did you hear it?
"She was dying when Mrs. Stebblns
left Barnville yesterday, and Mrs.
Miller says the funeral will be to-mor-
row.
.And they never sent me word oil
the messagei Well that beatsl But
then we ought to make allowance for
folks. when there's a death in hefam.
ilv. and so much grief and trouble; and
such a lot OF things to attend to. Be-
sides it mightn't be convenient to get
- horse and boy to come fifteen miles
To let us know; so all the same, we'll
90 to the funeral 'Twouldn't look
friendly, nor like kin. not to do so;
and you can 60 along with us, Fanny,
being Johns sister-in-law. They'd
take it kindly OF YOU"
"And there's Mrs. HILL" said Fan
nv. "She's some sort o kin to the
Coles on the old mans side. Maybe
she and her daughter would like togo,
as they've got carryall OF their own.
I'll lust run round and let her know
Mrs. John returned to her dump
lings, with deep sigh.
at does seem heartless and unfeel-
ing to be making apple-dumpllngs Tor
dinner and ones husbands kin lying
dead in her coffin" she remarked to
half-grown daughter. Lucky, there S
that cake we make for Sundays meet
- I, n
a sight OF folks from distance come
to the funeral, and some OF 'em will
have to stay to dinner. And you can
get good basket OF grapes out OF the
garden, Lizzie. They're early and
won't come in amiss."
''And we must have plenty CT white
flowers, you know, ma said Lizzie
III lively excitement and authorization;
"and I'll wear black sash with my
white dress, like Judge Martins daugh-
tiers at old Miss Martins funeral
well all wear our black dresses
said Mrs. Cole. sit looks more re-
spectful-like, and Pm told it's the
fashion at funerals even where there =
no kim"
So, next morning, bright and early,
two vehicles were seen to leave the
little village, closely crowded with
black robed figures, most OF whom
carried wreathes and punches OF white
flowers
In this part of the country it was
the custom to have all "buryings" at
precisely one o'clock, so the party had
no fear OF being too late for The tuner
al.
Mr.. John Cole drove his own wagon,
and Mrs Hill hers, containing her
daughter and n couple of neighbors,
who, having q slight acquaintance with
the Barnville Coles, considered it but
friendly and respectful to the family
to attend the funeral.
They went at u brisk rate until they
approached Barnvile, whose prin-
cipal street they entered at d proper
and becoming funeral pace.
sit does seem to me as ii sort O.
shadder hangs over the place to-day
Mrs. Hill observed, us she looked
from under her spectaces at the ppo-
pie passing. Poor old lady. her
death will be felt, foc a better woman
never lived.'
'Look! there's the house, with the
parlor-windows shet, and | declare
little Jenny Cole carrying in cheers"
"And just see that pile of old ivy
rubbish at the loot of the back steps
They've been fixing up the pailor with
earrings on the walls" said another
"And yonder's the minister across
at the 'pothecary's talking to Jeems
Cole himself" exclaimed Mrs. Cole
"And he in his every day clothes. and
looking not Il bit downcast Well, /
suppose he hasn't had time to dress"
They alighted at the front door,
where they were met by Master John
ny, who, suddenly boiling out, nearly
Knocked down stout Mrs. Hill before
he knew it,
"Well, Johnny, how are you?" said
Mrs. John, in a tone administration
And how is your poor MA, Johnnv?"
"She's very well. thank yer, ma
ami ans wered Johnny, with parrot
like politeness, while staring round
upon the visitors with a beamiug
countenance
"Weli, Johnny, show us the way.
and 60 and let your folkes know that
we re here. He don't seem to care a
Bit" she added as the boy skipped
Off; ''but then, looking around on her
own eager-eyed offspring "children
never can realize the awfulness OF
death"
They walked solemnly into the par
Tor, tht door of which Johnny had
proudly thrown open, and seating
themselves in black row against the
wall rigidly awaited the appearance
OF one OF the family.
Its mighty strange that the coffin
isn't in here whispered Miss Bates.
And such q show OF fowers ALI
sorts OF colors, too"
Il smell cake" said Mrs Hill.
Just then Master Johnnys voice
was distinctly heard, calling at the
head OF the kitchen-stairs:
"Bessl say, Bess. Here's a lot of
folks come to the circus"
Gracious goodness" said Mrs.
Cole
did you ever?" whispered Mrs.
And the two young Coles suppressed
aelgge.
Presently Master Tommy came
skipping back.
II told EN-" he announced briefly.
Gran mas coming now"
A little stir as the ladies settled
themselves primly in their seats.
BE quiet now" whispered Mrs
Cole to her daughter ''They re bring
ing in the cotiin.'
The door opened, and there entered